slasher
Don't open that door! Psycho made slasher films a hallmark of the horror genre; explore iconic hackers, slashers, and chainsaw-wielding psychopaths, from the safety of your living room.
The Vanishing Act. Content Warning.
Detective Sarah Williams peered at the old Victorian house from her unmarked police car. It stood at the end of a quiet, tree-lined street, shrouded in an eerie mist. The place had a reputation for being haunted, but that wasn't what had brought her here.
By siva kumar2 years ago in Horror
Grandma Always Said that Grandpa Wasn't Right
I’ve been taking care of my grandma lately. She’s been doing pretty bad and she needs someone there to help her almost twenty-four-seven. She’s got some kind of bone disease, it's basically turning her bones into Swiss cheese, and I’ve had to carry her to the bathroom and room to room for the past two weeks. This might seem kind of tiresome to some people, but I’m glad to do it. My Grandma and I have always been close, she basically raised me since my mother was never at home. If I can give back to her now, I consider it fair.
By Joshua Campbell2 years ago in Horror
The Doll House
Steria adored dolls. She had an entire assortment of them in her room, every one with a name and a character. She got a kick out of the chance to play with them consistently, imagining they were her loved ones. She particularly adored her most up to date doll, Lily, who had long light hair and blue eyes, very much like her.
By Bijina Neupane2 years ago in Horror
The Nightmarish Carnival
The amusement park had seen better days. Rusted roller coasters and faded signs bore witness to a time when laughter and joy once filled the air. Now, it stood abandoned, a decaying relic of the past, a place where memories had faded into eerie echoes.
By Gokul Raghav2 years ago in Horror
"The Forgotten Echoes"
In the little, disconnected town of Black ridge, settled profound inside the thick woods of Murmuring Pines, a chilling legend waited. Local people talked about the Repeating Cavern, a shocking cavern concealed underneath the old, contorted trees. It was said that the people who wandered into its dull profundities would be tormented by agitating murmurs, conveying stories from the chasm. Few thought for even a moment to investigate this obscure spot, yet interest has an approach to enticing even the most mindful spirits.
By sabiha hamed2 years ago in Horror
The Sunniest Blood-Filled Day. Content Warning.
People have often wondered why I wake up so tired. How could bad dreams affect my life so much? Well... this is one of those 'bad dreams.' I dream in vivid colors. I remember details, terrifying details when I wake up. Sometimes, I cry. Today was one of them. So here you go. Enjoy my bad dreams, just one of them, that I have every night of my life.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Horror
The Murmuring Shadows
In the little, failed to remember town of Blackwood, settled profound inside the core of the thick Appalachian backwoods, a chilling story was murmured among its couple of outstanding occupants. They discussed the scary woods that encompassed their homes and the haziness that hid inside.
By Francis Ukachukwu2 years ago in Horror
